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Gardens and Weeds

Is there anything our God cannot do? Recently I’ve shared personal experiences of God’s power. He organised for a specific truck to overtake our motorhome at a specific moment and caused me to look at that specific instant, just to give me a message of encouragement. He caused an official government agency to change its mind on requirements. In little things and big things He has shown Himself powerful.

A friend of ours, who is also my daughter’s mother-in-law, was diagnosed with Leukemia when she went for a routine medical test to apply for a visa to go to New Zealand. I can only imagine the sense of shock and devastation as she entered the storm of drug treatments, both intravenous and as tablets, extreme tiredness, blood transfusions accompanied by the whirlwind of fluctuating emotions. Family and friends have been praying, specifically that the drug regime will arrest the problem and she won’t need a bone-marrow transplant. She has remained close to God and puts her faith in Him. On Tuesday she shared parts of Psalm 37. For “wicked” read “cancer cells.”

“In a little while, the wicked will be no more; though you look carefully at his place, he will not be there.” (Psalm 37:10 ESV)

Today my friend went for (more) blood tests. They show that everything is starting to recover. The doctor said the results were better than she expected:- red cells up, platelets up, white cells starting to come up, ‘though still very low. She likened it to a vegetable garden totally choked with weeds.

The treatment has started clearing the weeds and the vegetables are starting to do what they were designed to do.

I think weed-killer in the hands of the Master-Gardener can be very effective.

Some time ago, another friend had a “vision” from God about a garden. In his case, the weeds were spiritual. God showed him that he was doing too many activities for God and not spending enough time with Him. In that case the weeds had to be pulled up manually, one by one, to enable spiritual growth to take place. In either case the Master-Gardener knows exactly what He is doing.

I know the Lord can heal my friend. Only He knows what His plans are and He will chose the time and the means according to His will. Meanwhile we continue to pray and celebrate every sign of encouragement.

Her Psalm for the day. “He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the Lord. I have told the glad news of deliverance in the great congregation; behold, I have not restrained my lips, as you know, O Lord.” (Psalm 40:3,9 ESV)

My Prayer

Lord, I know from personal experience that You are an awesome God. If You will, you can heal Lesley. I continue to pray for Your touch to bring healing physically, emotionally, relationally and spiritually. I trust You, Lord, no matter what.

This post is published with permission.

The Shoot

Soon after we moved into our house about ten years ago, I started my garden. I asked an indigenous nursery what would grow in the shade for my wall near the tap. They sold me a honeysuckle. It grew but has never flourished. The best I get is a tuft of about ten flowers on top of a tangle of old dry stems. Recently I noticed a new shoot.

It is fresh and green and as straight as a broomstick. I thought of Isaiah 11:1. “A shoot will come up from the stump of Jesse;
    from his roots a Branch will bear fruit.
The Spirit of the Lord will rest on him—
    the Spirit of wisdom and of understanding,
    the Spirit of counsel and of might,
    the Spirit of the knowledge and fear of the Lord—
and he will delight in the fear of the Lord.
” (NIV)

I’ve mentioned before that my husband and I are members of The Gideons International in South Africa. The Randburg Camp has not been thriving recently. For over five years we prayed for new members without result. In September last year a younger couple joined and today another couple was inaugurated – strong, vibrant Christians, all of them. Perhaps the Lord is sending forth a new shoot from the old gnarled plant. I can’t wait to see growth and vitality taking place among our members.

When Christ comes into our lives, He brings new things, a spurt of growth and vitality. All we have to do is allow Him the supremacy He demands. He will fill us with His Holy Spirit if we ask Him.

My Prayer

Lord, sometimes I feel like an old dry branch set in my ways and unyielding. Please fill me with Your Spirit of wisdom and understanding, of counsel and of might, the Spirit of the knowledge and fear of the Lord. May I delight in You and allow You to bring new growth and vitality into my life. Amen.

Trapped by the garden sprinklers

It was 7am on a Saturday morning. I could hear them from over the wall. Laughter and excited chatter told me the three children were having fun on the slide/jungle gym combo in their garden.


All of a sudden there was a wooosh as the garden sprinklers went on.

“We’re trapped,” said the seven year old boy.

“You and I can get down the fireman’s pole,” his nine-year-old sister said, looking around at the options, “but I don’t think our little sister can. She’s only five.”

The next chapter of the story unfolded when I heard their father’s voice. “Come on, you can do it.”

I reconstructed the saga in my mind. One of the older children had slid down the fireman’s pole and gone to get help, possibly leaving the other with the youngest. Their father, instead of switching off the sprinklers, had used the opportunity to help his youngest daughter learn skills and gain confidence in her abilities. He was there with her, helping and encouraging her to slide down the pole.

I thought what a parable this was! Sometimes, when we are unable to pray, our brothers and sisters in Christ can call on our Father on our behalf. He will always come. He might not change the circumstances or take away our problems, but he will always be with us, holding our hands, encouraging us to learn new skills and gain confidence in our God-given abilities.

Bee Day

In the summer I have my quiet time in our tiny garden. It is shaded by a huge acacia tree. I was sitting on the bench just settling down and breathing in my surroundings when my eye caught the footer in my journal. The heavens declare the glory of God. I looked up. A pure blue sky laced with acacia tree. As I focused I saw it. The movement. Thousands of bees were collecting pollen from the pom poms on our tree. They come for one day a year and this was the day. If i hadn’t looked up, I would have missed them. As I listened very carefully, I could hear the hum high above me from the endless activity.

God is at work all the time. We can easily miss it. We have to look up. We have to focus and turn our minds and thoughts to Him. We have to still ourselves and listen very carefully.

You might not see God working in your life at the moment but believe me, He is. Trust Him and keep your eyes and ears open and your heart attuned to His whispers of love.